located in the north part of the soul, where the wind blows away dark thoughts, people sink their feet in the sand, eat lots of chocolate and nobody minds the rain.

sic transit gloria monday

disclaimer: this post was actually written as source code comments in a desperate attempt to hang on to the idea, yet still appear busy enough to prevent people from questioning my work ethics.


that being said, my dear neverlanders, we have gathered here today to celebrate the most average of days. oh yes,  days that almost go unnoticed, but still throw around random bits of happiness. days when things are not quite as they should be, but they’re good enough. days that keep you smiling.

may you have just enough of them :)